Chapter Four
Yvonne Obote was more than a little annoyed.
“I recall expressly warning you not to go at him like a bull in a china shop.”
“Calm down, Yvonne, please,” urged a discomfited Elaine Fordham after finishing her account of that first confrontation with her husband, a tad taken aback by the depth of venom and recrimination beaming across the table towards her and aware that one or two curious heads had turned in their direction despite the buzz of conversation and hubbub in general.
“I am, to say the least, disappointed, Elaine,” her mentor informed her with a stony expression that spoke volumes for the steely determination and tenacity that made her so good at what she did. “When we first sat down to order I had a feeling that you had taken things with Brian further than you s
